Day 3 of Tania's 7 days Writing/Blogging Challenge "Complete A Story"

Today's Writing Challenge Tania pulled from the prompt card is Complete The Story challenge.
We are given a sentence that we need to continue to complete the story. The line is:

I was sitting in a rocking chair when......

Here's my answer o the challenge

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I was sitting in a rocking chair when I heard Antonia sharp shrilling voice from the kitchen. 

Antonia is our aunt from my mother's side. She is plump with freckles on her face. Her voice is an annoying sharp shrill and she is very very bossy. All her annoying features are forgiven by her heavenly delicious chocolate cake. The cake is always triple decker with luscious chocolate butter cream in between. My brother and I could never stand to wait for tea time for her cake. We will sneak to the pantry and dipped our finger to the butter cream or cut a sliver of cake from the back so she wouldn't notice. She will chased us out of the kitchen with a rolling pin screaming when she caught us. 

Judging by the shrilling voice, I bet my brother was caught doing mischievous thing in the kitchen. Ah... and if my brother is caught doing something in the kitchen it most always mean Aunt Antonia's Chocolate cake has been baked and my brother had sneaked to grab some before tea time. 

I was correct. The next minute, I can hear a small pebbles thrown on to the window beside the rocking chair I sat on. Oh... I forgot to tell you. I was in the attic. I was grounded by Daddy for some other mischievous thing we did. You see, we took my daddy favorite fountain pen and played with it. Daddy won't be this mad if we only PLAYED with the pen. But we actually took the pen out, took out the ink and decided to get creative with it. Well, at least I was the creative one in this case. I use the pen to paint on my brother's face and whole body. My daddy was aghast to come into the room and saw the puddle of ink, the brush in my hand and unrecognizable creature in front of me (It was my brother with all my 'tatto' painting'.

My name is Brenda and my twin brother pelting pebbles out there is Brandon. They called us the terrible duo. I better opened the window so his pelting won't wake Mommy and Daddy from their nap. 

I opened the window gently and looked down at the young boy with a huge grin of victory in a weird painting or tattoo or picture or doodle all over his face, neck, hand, leg etc. He was waving his prized loot.... A big Chunk of Aunt Antonia's Tripple Decker Chocolate Cake. 

I'll tell you more about our mischievous adventure next time. 

Until then... I am going to lower this small basket from our makeshift pulley so Brandon can put the cake for me. 

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